Poet's Day

No
Nothing
Night here
Through out the day
O Goodbye
Vibration scattered

O no
Nothing
Black and white
Fine birth death
Colorful journey
And I left
Just to said
Silent silent
Watch watch

No
Nothing
Nothing to rise
Nothing to fall
Throughout the night
Awake watch
Tree tree bird bird
Air and sky
My day
Poet's day.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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